#Award Winning exhibits

[amoghbanagere915]

National Aquarium, Baltimore

May 15th, 2023 – After Amogh’s Chess Nationals (K-6) Elementary Championship, we visited the National Aquarium of Baltimore. 2023 National Elementary (K-6) Chess Championship in Baltimore Continue reading Untitled

[vimesbootstheory]

of the books I've read so far this year, the long way to a small angry planet is definitely the most disappointing, like

my kingdom for some conflict that isn't wrapped up neatly in one conversation of therapy speak

[jonny-donovan-photography]

Exhibitions & Corporate Photography | Award-Winning in London

Jonny Donovan Photography offers exceptional exhibitions and corporate photography services in London. As an award-winning photographer in London, Jonny Donovan excels in capturing the essence of both high-profile exhibitions and corporate events. Whether you're showcasing innovative products or hosting a major business event, Jonny’s expertise ensures that every detail is meticulously documented. With a deep understanding of exhibition photography in London, Jonny captures the dynamic energy and intricate details of each event, enhancing your brand’s presence and impact. As a leading corporate photographer in London, Jonny provides high-quality images that reflect professionalism and make a lasting impression on clients and stakeholders. His award-winning approach combines creative vision with technical skill, resulting in stunning photographs that tell a compelling story. Whether you’re organizing a trade show, conference, or corporate gathering, trust Jonny Donovan to deliver exceptional photography that highlights the significance of your event and supports your business goals.

[azulhood]

It all started because of a school project, technically two projects, while it wasn't a world ending threat they set of a change reaction that lead to startling discoveries.

Mr Lancer had given the class the task of looking through their pasts and finding an life changing event that helped shape them into the person that were today and writing about that event.

It was a ten page essay (they were allowed to go over that limit) the more details the better and if you had something from that event to show (such as photos or keepsakes or really anything) you were awarded extra credit.

Danny's choice of event was the school field trip to a nearby museum he went on when he was seven, the space exhibit they had was what sparked his love for the stars and kick-started his dreams of being an astronaut.

It wasn't like he had any other choice (he doubted mister Lancer would accept 'my death' as a good life changing event)

He knew that he had photos of the field trip somewhere with all the other photos taken throughout his life, he just had to find them.

And after digging through thousands of boxes and piles of discarded inventions he handled with care (in case they blew up) he found them tucked inside an old photo album covered in green stains that sat on top of a bookshelf.

Opening the book caused all the pictures to fall into his lap, it seems like his parents didn't get around to actually adding them to the book, Danny resigned himself to spending the rest of his day shifting through old photos.

It wasn't all bad though, he found pictures of when Sam still had blonde hair and wore pink and of that time Tucker wrote an 'I love you' on his parents cars with their keys and many other embarrassing photos.

A treasure trove of blackmail material.

He finally found the picture he was looking for.

All of the kids who are now students of Casper high stood in front of an old building each proudly holding up something they bought in the gift shop (Danny had bought a book on planets that had long ago fallen apart)

It was a normal photo.

And yet, something seemed off.

Sam and Tucker were there with him in between them, Dash was there too.

Along with Kwan, Mikey, Paulina, Valerie, and all the others.

And yet, something was missing.

Then it hit him.

Wes wasn't there.

Danny could've sworn that he had been on that trip, but the more he thought about it the less he was sure.

He couldn't actually remember Wes being there and Danny remembered nearly everything about that trip.

'Maybe he was sick or something?' It was the most logical thing he could think of to explain the other absence, that and his parents not wanting him to go for some reason.

Mystery solved he pushed it to the back of his mind , he had an essay to finish.

Still, it stuck with him.

-----------------------------

The next school project Lencer gave them was one with assigned partners.

Danny got Wes who, despite not being Sam or Tucker, was leagues better then Dash and he'd take that as a win.

Wes had insisted on studying at his house so he could, and Danny quotes "Keep an eye on you Fenton"

Danny could practically feel the hidden cameras burning a hole into him while he stood in front of the Weston's door, waiting for him to go ghost for whatever reason.

Jokes on him though, Danny asked all the ghosts to leave him along for this month with the promise of giving them a head start the next time they caused trouble, so really Wes was just wasting his time.

"This way." Wes said already heading inside without caring if Danny followed.

Being the first time he had ever been in Wes's home Danny looked at everything and anything.

It was a fairly normal home, not like Danny's which had an anti-ghost defense system or Sam's super rich house.

But more like Tuckers

One of the things that drew his attention was the pictures that lined the walls.

There were so many.

Some with Wes and his mom, some with just him, some with just his mom, and some with people Danny didn't recognise.

But there were no baby photos.

The only pictures Danny could find of a young Wes seemed to be from when he was eight? Nine?

And nothing before.

'Maybe they were put away in storage' Danny guessed, but it still made his brain itch.

He remembered looking at old school photos and not finding any sign of a young Wes at all, he didn't even remember Wes coming to school any time before the year Danny turned eight.

And in a small town where everyone knew everyone that really wasn't possible.

'Maybe they moved here and lost a lot of stuff' Which would explain a lot, well no harm in asking. "Did you loss a lot when you moved here?"

Wes stopped walking and turned around to give him a look that asked if he was insane. "I've lived here my whole life, Fenton."

Danny froze, that couldn't be right, he'd remember that.

Something was wrong.

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Tim Drake sat in front of the bat computer as the rest of his family patrolled.

He had one monitor displaying the other bats locations while all the other monitors were used to show him files, or rather the lack there of.

Wayne Enterprises had tournaments held for schools and the prize was an all express paid trip to Gotham and tour of WE and surrounding areas, Tim could think of way better prizes that weren't visiting the crime capital of the world but that wasn't the point.

What was the point was that every time there was a winner Tim preformed a routine background check on students and staff (and by routine he means learn their whole live story) just in case anyone happened to be trained assassins set to kill one of them, stranger things have happened.

Wes Weston was one such student whose background Tim had to check.

And he found nothing.

Sure, there were hospital and school documents from age eight and upwards, but other then that nothing.

There was no birth certificate, no evidence of him attending daycare, nothing.

It was as if Wes did not exist before he was eight years old.

And perhaps the most interesting thing.

Amy Weston was listed as Wes's biological mother, DNA even said as much, and yet Amy's medical file said that she had never been pregnant and also had no siblings that could've been Wes's parent.

And yet Wes existed, appearing one day as if he had always been there.

Was it cloning? Aliens? Magic? A changeling? Someone creating false information to hide the truth?

It was a mystery, and mysteries had always been Tim's Kryptonite.

[forgingtheblade]

PIGGY! IN THE KATSUCON GAZEBO

today i got to wear techno out for the first real time, together with my lovely lovely friends @fitmc as phil and @ranboo5 as ranboo (as well as @atticustimestwo @mackdizzy and @the-ark-awaits as fundy, quackity, and tubbo for a butcher army shoot!! which i will have images from later!)

i also competed in the hall cosplay contest & walked in the fashion show (which is effectively the exhibition category in their masquerade), and i ended up winning best in masters!!! i am so so eternally grateful to mack for convincing me to compete and then SIGNING ME UP FOR MASTERS when i wasn’t looking /hj. i am so so proud of everything i have done so far for this costume, and i’m elated by the response other people have had to it as well :’)

my award winning hog katsu gazebo :D

[camisoledadparis]

Richmond "Jimmie" Barthe (1909-1989) was an African-American sculptor and a key figure in the Harlem Renaissance in the 1930s. That he was also a gay man who expressed his orientation in his work is most likely why he fell into obscurity by the 1940s.

Much of his art depicted African-American men in sensual poses, often nude. Today, his work seems not that confrontational, but in a basically racist, sexually nervous America of the middle of the last century, it is remarkable that his work received the acclaim that it did.

Barthe was born to Creole parents in Bay St. Louis, Miss., and his art brought him out of poverty. A beautiful, bright boy, he was already winning awards for his drawings by the age of 12. Inspired by the neoclassical art he saw in the homes of the wealthy folks he worked for as a houseboy in New Orleans, he developed a lifelong interest in Greek and Roman mythology.

Funded by his local church, he attended school at the Art Institute of Chicago and began to have adult affairs with men who sometimes became patrons. He also had a brief affair with author and actor Richard Bruce Nugent, who was a cast member in Dubose Heyward's play Porgy.

In 1930 he relocated to New York and attended A'Leila Walker's "Dark Tower" gatherings, known as a venue where black and white men and women, often gay, mingled. The photographer and writer Carl Van Vechten was deeply involved with the black community of New York in the '30s and was an ardent supporter of Barthe's work. His reputation grew and his work was included in a 1935 exhibit of African-American art at the Museum of Modern Art.

He had success and fame. He even had a female patron who set up a trust for him that gave him the freedom to work without financial worries. But he was still an outsider in many ways. He was not a part of the white art world, and his uncompromising homosexuality kept him distanced somewhat from other artists of the Harlem Renaissance. His love life was a series of short affairs that never developed further.

Constantly searching for community, he moved to Jamaica only to find himself even more estranged from others. He fell into deep depression and mental illness. Commissions came sporadically, and he met them with varied results, teetering on the edge financially and emotionally.

In 1975 he moved to Pasadena, Calif., and a year later curators at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art included his work in "Two Centuries of Black American Art." The attention to his work, the growing respect of a younger audience to artists of the Harlem Renaissance, and the support of his friends brought Barthe stability once again. He lived out his later years as a treasured part of the art community, dying in Pasadena March 6, 1989.

(The Advocate)

[nouearth]

baby-sitting for miguel o'hara. (part ii)

miguel o'hara x m!reader headcanons.

part i.

warnings: smut, perverted!miguel, top!miguel, soft!miguel at times!!, bottom!male reader, small!male reader, thoughts of sex, fantasy!sex, masturbation, humping, kinda domestic idk.

notes: it's been a long time coming. 💀 i honestly was struggling to find like a plot for the second part, or just how to move forward. lmao. but i hope this turned out okay???

—never again, miguel promised himself that night. 

—it had been a few weeks since he last jerked off to your briefs. the blue undergarment that he came into were thrown somewhere under his bed, far from his reach.

—and as tempting as it was to smell you again, he mustered up the courage to leave the stained fabric alone. 

—for good.

—miguel despised what he had become.

—settling his sex life on a lone piece of fabric, it was pathetic. 

—from dusk til dawn, you participated in a triathlon of his delirious state of mind and competed for several awards that would then be mediated by miguel. 

—had it been a real competition, he would’ve been fired for exhibiting extreme favoritism because you’d win all the trophies and medals.

—a ‘helping hand’ award he would award you a few mornings ago, where he jerked off to the thought of you giving him a handjob during his lunch break.

—multiple ‘most improved’ awards for when you were able to throat his cock a little more than before.

—and another for when your ass was able to take miguel in without needing to pause or adjust for his size, even if the strain of your facial expressions told a different story.

—gagging in between moans, coughing out thick globs of spit, wincing in bittersweet pain when he pushed in, arching in complete pleasure when he pushed out.

—he loved the idea of watching and hearing you struggle because of his cock.

—though, it was only until recently when he began feeling a strong sense of guilt for portraying you in such a manner.

—it was a promotion at work that allowed his hours to be more flexible than before, and miguel utilized that to the fullest by spending every waking second with his daughter.

—and you.

—even when he came home early, he never sent you home.

—maybe it was the perfect opportunity to get one step closer into your pants.

—or maybe he wanted to get to know the babysitter that gabriella had taken an extreme liking to.

—get to know the babysitter that had somehow made miguel feel something more than simply lust.

—you hungry? you haven’t taken your eyes off of your thesis paper since i got here.

—hm...?

—that night, you’d look up at him with those bright eyes, that bright smile that latched onto miguel’s adam apple and made it hard for him to swallow. 

—it was as radiant as the first time he saw you. one wouldn’t be able to tell that you’ve been pulling all-nighters for the past few weeks.

—oh! i guess i’m a little hungry. i haven’t eaten since breakfast—

—breakfast? i told you that you could rummage through the pantries, right? you practically live here at this point.

—i know, i know! once i get in the zone, i kind of forget about everything… except for gabriella! it’s funny. as loud as her cries are, they’re kind of my savior right now.

—hm...

—it’s getting late, so i’ll just whip up something at home—

—no, stay. i’ll cook something.

—sir, you don’t have to—

—miguel’s chest swelled. that word again.

—i’m cooking. stay, or i’m firing you for wasting my ingredients.

—hey, unfair! pretty sure that’s a violation of our contract or something!

—it didn’t take long for it to become a regular occurrence.

—miguel would cook a late dinner for two, and he’d join you on the couch with a plate of what the limit of his culinary skills could whip up. 

—it wasn’t like this every day, but it was often, which was more than what miguel could ask for.

—he would use the little time he had with you to learn about you more. your interests, your background, your passions, your personality, and you’d do the same. 

—on some nights, he’d proof-read your thesis paper and provide some feedback that you would immediately take in consideration and make the changes to your paper.

—on many nights, he’d simply close your laptop and force you to take a break because as alluring as those recent eye bags were, your health was a priority.

—stay for the night. it’s late.

—i’m almost done for the night! i just have a few more—

—nope, you’ve used up all your excuses. i’m confiscating this.

—where am i even supposed to sleep?!

—and on those many nights, you’d end up sleeping on miguel’s couch despite the persistent offers of his comfier bed.

—there would be times where you two would chat into the night while the tv played in the background. 

—you’d ask each other about your day, tell stories about gabriella, bond over shared interests, fueled debates over a quality of a certain movie, until fatigue hit either you or miguel.

—usually you were the first one to fall asleep, and he would watch you silently.

—the flickering lights from the tv would accentuate your features in the night, and he never knew he could find you even more handsome.

—your complete vulnerability was enticing. 

—you would curl into the blanket he’d given you, and miguel would take the time to count the seconds it would take for you to exhale your dreams.

—the longer it was, the deeper you were into your sleep.

—it wouldn’t be until thirty exhales more that miguel would send himself to bed.

—five seconds, miguel would find himself mimicking the pattern of your breath before he drifted off into the night.

—then there would be nights where the subject matter would be more personal, more than miguel would have liked.

—does it get lonely sometimes?

—i’d be lying if i said no. not all the time, though. i have gabriella.

—huh…

—is that why you’re a complete grump all the time?

—watch it.

—i’m kidding! good thing you have me too, right?

—yeah.

—good thing i have you too… miguel sighed heavily at the empty side of his bed, staring into the darkness until the shadows from the night had forged a shape of your body.

—he closed his eyes when he felt a whisper of your lips near his, barely ghosting over his pair, and stroke himself to the possible reality of you becoming his. 

—fuck... he then lied on his stomach and began humping into the bed, against the bed sheets, and held the imagination of your body close to his own, protecting you like his life depended on it.

—i need you… miguel pressed his face into the pillow, inhaling the memory of your shampoo as he polished his hips further into the bed. 

—his cock rubbed in between his body and the soft sheets as he’d imagine unsheathing himself in and out of you at a slow yet steady pace.

—because he needed to savor you.

—he would imagine how you’d respond with every thrust. 

—your words would glue to your throat because you’d be too overwhelmed by his size, by the pleasure that miguel would finally be delivering to you, by the doting hold around you, and with the aid of his hips, your words would like crystallized honey.

—miguel would push his cock into you deeper, taking in the sound of your voice into his with a warm kiss. — i— 

—you would draw out sounds from your throat until they were practically begs when miguel would pull out excruciatingly slow to tease, then a demand as he would doubt your confession by cautiously following the outline of your pucker with the tip of his cock.

— need—

—his hips would lift, then come down onto you like hail. hard and sudden as his cock would ram into your tight fill, knock your breath back into the tight of your throat.

— you— 

—you need him. 

—miguel could tell from the way you completed allowed him to invade your reserve until he was balls-deep inside of you. 

—from the way he’d pull out once more and your hole would memorize the shape of his cock, down to his thick girth. puckering to the recollection of his throbbing veins.

—and he’d be the one to bridge the puzzle pieces together as he would press himself forward and bend your legs back before slamming his cock back into you  with the delirious evocation of lust.

—you would stifle your moans into your forearm as the bed rocked to the strong rhythm of miguel’s thrusts, but he’d pull your arms away and hold your wrists above your head.

—he needed to hear you.

—hear how much you wanted him, how much you needed him.

— i’m going to come—

—you’d grunt in between the heavy and sticky sounds of your skin colliding against one another, into the thick air that you and miguel had mutually forged together. 

—his other hand had been wrapped around your cock, jerking the throbbing muscle to every count of his balls bouncing off your bottom. 

—he would squeeze and stroke, your pre-cum coming down in thick drips, and he would thumb at the slippery wet slip until the pad of his thumb was layered in your thick substance.

—until his fist was covered in a glorious amount of your warm cum, inking him deep with your devotion before feeding you of your own need. 

—he would bring his hand up to you and slip two fingers inside of your mouth. your tongue would slowly roll over his cum-covered digits, sucking the bittersweetness off of him.

—it wouldn’t be long until it would be miguel’s turn. 

—miguel would continue bringing the remaining fingers up to your mouth for you to cleanse him off, and it would be enough for him to have him in shambles.

—imagining you devour your own sweet lust until all five of his fingers were polished clean awakened him to another level of pure ecstasy, and miguel groaned, rocking desperately into his bed.

—your warm hands would all over his toned body, fueling the tension in his stomach as you would prioritize the center of his abdomen.

—fuck, come in me—

—miguel would his weight onto you, his large body practically devouring you in sheer size as the heat and sweat confined you to the parameters, and he’d hold you close once more by slipping his arms around you.

—a cycle of thrusts quickened every round and you held onto him. kissing at the side of his neck. suckling at the round of his shoulder. 

—i’m coming… he muttered to himself, to no one but the wrinkled sheets beneath him, and fucked his cock harder into his bed.

—and when you heard a shudder coming from the depths of miguel’s strained throat, you licked a stripe at the center of his throat to pacify him, making your way to the plush of his lips, and kissed him at the pivot of his climax.

—miguel would exhale hard against your mouth before kissing you and spilling delirious moans into the captivity when he would begin flooding your insides with his thick and warm cum. 

—heavy ropes would ricochet off your violated inside, but miguel would press into you closer, harder, and intimately so, until your foreheads were bruised into one another.

—in occurring reality, miguel painted his bed sheets in thick layers of warmth and musk. layers of cum wetting his bed as he desperately held onto his fantasies with sensitive rolls of his hips.

—his tongue would tangle into yours, practicing a slow, sensitive waltz as his softening cock would sink deep into your hole. 

—and you would moan and suckle around him as you felt every drop of cum warm you from the inside and out, shielding you from the goosebumps that would frost your skin.

—the kiss would remain its passionate dance as you both relaxed into each other. your legs unwrapped to tangle into miguel’s, expertly lifting the blanket over your feet in the process. 

—he would hold you tighter once he broke the kiss, turning you on your side as he lied flat on his back. 

—your head would rest on his chest after pulling the remaining blanket up to your bodies and you would sigh, suddenly feeling drowsier with miguel’s warm caress aiding sleep against your back.

—for the remaining moment, he would gaze at the sheen of sweat that highlighted the flush of your skin. 

—he would listen to the beat your heart, slowly coming to its resting pace as you succumb to sleep under the spell of his doting touch.

—and he would strangely feel a need to hold you, shelter you inside of his arms because he feared something would happen to you.

—fuck.

—miguel quickly rolled back onto his back in the midst of catching his breath, the shadows that had formed the image of you unfurling into obscurity. 

—he felt his heart race, bullets rebounding off the beating surface like a drum, and he placed a hand over his chest to pacify at the sudden swell of his chest. —i think i love you.

nouearth. please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works. and if you like this story, please reblog and leave a like!

[hiromusicarts-blog]

ただいま開催中の第50回AJAC展　　　日本と世界の現代美術 会期：9月９日〜9月16日　於：東京都美術館 （上野）

に於いて、この度、AJAC賞を受賞しました。

近年のシリーズ作「響」は、２０２２年に他の公募展で受賞していますが、本展での受賞は、休会していた時期が長く、２００４年以来、２度目の受賞となりました。

響＃３２、響＃３３  板パネル / アクリル  F30  ともに2024年作

I was recently awarded the AJAC Award at the currently ongoing 50th AJAC Exhibition: Contemporary Art from Japan and the World, held from September 9th to September 16th at the Tokyo Metropolitan Art Museum (Ueno). My recent series "Hibiki" won an award at another open exhibition in 2022, but this is my second time winning an award at this exhibition since 2004, after a long hiatus from the exhibition.

[travelmanposts]

Carlton Gardens, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia: The Carlton Gardens is a UNESCO World Heritage Site located on the northeastern edge of the Central Business District in the suburb of Carlton, Melbourne, in the state of Victoria, Australia.The gardens are a popular picnic and barbecue area, and are home to an array of wildlife, including brushtail possums. The 26-hectare site contains the Royal Exhibition Building, Melbourne Museum and Imax Cinema, tennis courts and an award-winning children's playground. Wikipedia

[world-of-wales]

─ •✧ WILLIAM'S YEAR IN REVIEW : 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 ✧• ─

𝟑 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William, Catherine and George were spotted at White Waltham Airfield for George's flight lessons. Later, they spent time at the West London Aero Club. Kensington Palace released a welcoming statement for the new Earthshot Ambassadors and Council Members on William's behalf.

𝟓 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : He visited the "Homelessness: Reframed" Exhibition at the Saatchi Gallery.

𝟔 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William appeared in a video announcing Blue Peter's Earthshot Competition.

𝟗 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William appeared in photographs and the video released by The Princess of Wales announcing the end of her cancer treatment and that she will be continuing her recovery.

𝟏𝟎 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William was received by His Majesty's Lord-Lieutenant of Dyfed (Miss Sara Edwards) at Swiss Valley Primary Community School in Llanelli. In the afternoon, he visited Wales Air Ambulance at Llanelli Gate. Afterwards, he visited Parc Y Scarlets to facilitate players as part of WRU’s “Missing Caps” Campaign.

𝟏𝟐 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : He was the Reviewing Officer at the Commissioning Ceremony at Royal Air Force College Cranwell and was received by Deputy Lieutenant of Lincolnshire (Mr. James Foster). Following this, he attended the Reception given.

𝟏𝟑 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William visited Airbus UK Headquarters in Oxford to celebrate Airbus Helicopters 50th Anniversary. It was announced that Catherine & him had made a private donation to Pecan charity in aid of their recovery efforts following the theft food supplies from Southwark Foodbank.

𝟏𝟕 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : The Prince of Wales visited 22 Special Air Service Regiment at Stirling Lines. He released a personal tweet offering condolences on the passing of Gary Shaw and wishing Aston Villa good luck ahead of their Champion's League game.

𝟏𝟖 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : The Prince of Wales wrote the foreword to 'Take Care' - Lindsey Burrow's memoir.

𝟏𝟗 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : The Duke of Rothesay visited Shelter Scotland in Aberdeen. Afterwards, he attended a Homewards Aberdeen 'Thank You' event at Union Kirk. Subsequently, a Homewards & Blue Light Card partnership was announced. Sqn Ldr Mike Reynolds was confirmed as William's new equerry.

𝟐𝟐 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William and Catherine attended the Divine Service held in Crathie Parish Church. They spent a private Weekend in Balmoral.

𝟐𝟑 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : An Earthshot × British Airways Partnership was announced.

𝟐𝟒 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William unveiled the 2024 Earthshot Prize Finalists during a video message at the 2024 Earthshot Prize Innovation Summit.

𝟐𝟓 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William gave a video message at UN General Assembly's 'The Campaign for Nature'.

𝟐𝟔 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : William received Mr. David Fein (Vice Chairman, Earthshot Prize) at Windsor Castle. He wrote the Foreword of 'At Your Side' Guides by Suicide Bereavement UK. He also wrote a letter to Emma Webb congratulating her for the JustGiving Awards win.

𝟐𝟕 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : The Prince of Wales as filmed an Earthshot Special in the woodlands of Buckinghamshire.

𝟑𝟎 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 : He chaired a Meeting of The Prince's Council at Windsor Castle.

[themagicalwriting]

Open letter to all GL fandoms with a dive in the Thai GL History created by @Kguardian0805 on X

Each GL brings something different to the table that helps to expand the industry that until 3 years ago was non-existent, only served for secondary characters with 10 minutes of screen time. FreenBecky not only designed but also built the table and they were the first to serve the main dishes and prove to everyone that it was possible, necessary and profitable.

And I'm not eliminating the importance of Tina & Aom, their film was Thai's first success in GL, so much so that it even won a sequel, but despite the international success, it failed to open the Thai industry to GLs. Because after Yes or No sucess GL entered a limbo for more than 10 years, with GL only appearing with secondary roles and seconds on screen.

It was only in 2021 with Chen, Saint and FreenBecky that things started to change because they announced Thai's first GL series and no one I repeat NO ONE but themselves believed it would work and there was worth it do it. Producers, companies, sponsors, fans even other actors continued to say that it would be a fiasco, a disaster so they all refused to support or be minimally associated with FreenBecky at that time.

But the girls and IDF were producing GAP for the right reasons and they didn't give up no matter the difficulties and the no's. Saint used all his money and his mother's savings to produce GAP and if he failed IDF would go bankrupt along with them. And was with a that perseverence and good representation mentality that GAP, the underdog show, beat all BLs in 2023 become a phenomenon and opened up the industry to GLs.

it was due to the success of GAP's exhibition on CH3 that made the channel want to produce and invest in their 1st GL; it was the success of GAP that moved Blank's CEO to make the series happen using a direct continuation of the story on her own terms and artists; it was FreenBecky's phenomenon that proved to GMMTV that GL is worth it so they finally stopped rambling and unshelve ML and their fandom unleashing their 1st GL; and the list of impact could go on with several other names and situations like the government support bc either directly or indirectly it was the success of GAP and FB that start the GL wave and made viable and visible our needs and existence as an audience to the Thai Industry.

admitting that DOES NOT make inferior your favorite couple/GLs because now with the industry growing many fans entered the industry for other artists/series and thats is a big win cuz was always the main goal of FB/IDF see that happening when they produced GAP, but please don't try to rewrite history or erase, belittle the sacrifices made by FB and IDF so you could today have a wave of GLs to choose your faves from; being true to this fact, liking FB or not, only proves your character and respect for the GL history.

So if u are a multifandom or just a GL enjoyer, respect everyone equally without differential treatment; if u are fans of other couples/series focus on them and appreciate their work, no need to minimize FB, their importance and work to value your fave,there is room for everyone. Remember if everyone always occupies different seats at this table, making different dishes, if the artists can respect each other and support, the fandom should at least respect each other or stay, know their place.

also stop harassing artists and their companies for things that don't belong to them, dont match their profile, each duo and company works in a different way; just demand for better productions and representation, better management of artists and not about other things. Lets make this space the most health possible we will disagre in a lot of things, we will fight over awards but pls be smart about it cuz a lot ppl, especially men, would love to see us fail, so stop playing their games but just uplift the woman in this field and the GL wave.

I wish all the best to all artists in GL world with special shoutout to MilkLove and their new series and Englot with Petrichor cuz I've been following their fight, struggles since 2022 and only wish the best for them over their really difficult company. Lets keep growing, all of us!

I wish all the best to all artists in GL world with special shoutout to ML and their new series and Englot with Petrichor cuz I've been following their fight, struggles since 2022 and only wish the best for them over their really difficult company. Lets keep growing, all of us

PS: I decide to share this thread here cuz dont only I agree but the GL world need that positivity and also really know their history and real adversaries which is a industry full of men, people who make GL and woman work difficult. Within our comunity and as woman we need at least respect each other and fully protect us from a place who always use and belittle our work and value.

[princessjojo-x]

Taurus Mars

his natural ability to remain patient & quiet evokes mixed reactions from others. some perceive him as pleasant, comforting & reliable. others read him as apathetic, intimidating & dispassionate.

his emotional responses are subtle & understated, making it difficult for others to read what’s going on beneath the surface. People may struggle to interpret his silence—is he indifferent, deep in thought, or simply unbothered? he internalizes his feelings, allowing them to settle before showing any outward response.

💝 he’s innately a tranquil & grounded individual.

💝stillness is so engrained in him that any other reaction during distress feels superficial to him.

he definitely processes emotions at a slower rate compared to air & water signs.

💝 he retains a very long fuse & most things don’t faze him. if anyone irritates him he’ll keep it classy & keep a distance. he resists in indulging in displays of volatilities due to his preference of peace & his desire for stability. he takes time to understand his feelings & others feelings before responding. it takes a great deal to push him to retaliation due to his tolerant & stoical nature.

💝 however, this doesn’t imply his anger is weakened whatsoever. he automatically suppresses anger inside his body & allows it to ferment for years. wherever taurus falls in your chart highlights the parts of yourself that move at a slower pace & the things you have a harder time letting go of. therefore, when taurus falls into mars it produces a man who is tremendously slow to anger & even slower to let go of anger.

💝 perhaps this explains why abuse is almost always assigned to the taurus-scorpio axis & many abusive public figures happen to have a taurus mars (adulf hitler, osama ben ladin, michael jackson, jimmy savile & so on). mars doesn’t operate at its best capability when in taurus & mars becomes unmoving when in taurus. therefore, he struggles to find viable ways of channeling his slow burn energy. this can manifest as him eventually expressing his martian energy in a bad way (rape, violence, homicide).

💝 despite him being one of the least abrasive & aggressive signs, his relentless persistence makes him a formidable opponent. he approaches conflict with a slow & steady strategy, rather than quick & aggressive motions. his diligent & methodical approach ensures a carefully planned retaliation. although others are the ones to start fights with him, he is always the one to finish the fights. he excels at outlasting his opponents & has very poor conflict resolution. he holds onto things & won’t let them go, to avoid losing control of protecting itself.

💝 he may move through life quite slowly bc he finds comfort in taking his time. he likely had to work harder than most in regards to education & career since he’s such a slow learner/starter. he adopts the steady, calculative & enduring pace of mother earth. he exhibits a measured & persistent pace instead of hurried & impulsive actions. nobody ever needs to remind him to think things through bc that's his default move. he always assesses the situation carefully before taking action. he possesses a good sense of forethought & thinking before action, with the ability to tune in to not-so-seen aspects in individuals & situations. however, he lacks the ability to take swift & decisive action, which leads to plenty of procrastination, missed opportunities & stagnation. some may perceive him as lethargic & attempt to pressure him to move at their pace but he will stubbornly dig his heals into the ground. offering him external motivation or the possibility of an award can help encourage him. he’s extremely selective in his pursuits & he’s willing to wait. he will impose action only when he is ready, not when he is told. the plan has to be in order before hand, the resources must already be accumulated & a strong foundation must already be built. his motto is “slow & steady wins the race”. despite being slow to start & doing a lot of growndwork before hand, once the wheels start turning, he will see things through to the end & it’s actually hard to make him stop. when he makes a decision, best believe it’s final & he won’t budge without good reason. he can easily slip into a "point of no return" mentality so its important he leaves room for a change of plans. despite not being fast or adaptable, he holds immense perseverance & strength. he resembles a rock standing still even when a tsunami comes. his resilience, patience, commitment, stamina & consistency are his biggest strengths. he puts so much time/effort into the process that failure completely devastates him!

💝 he often enforces rules & repercussions so he’s labelled as controlling. when others get close to him, they assume they're immune to these expectations & get comfortable breaking his rules. but it’s shaking up his comfort that makes them his enemy. others don't even realise or give him enough credit for how much patience & leniency he gives before he eventually puts his foot down.

💝 since taurus is detriment in mars, issues with self-worth & self-destruction may be a side-effect for him. he may take on todays encounters with repressed & recycled memories which are decades old. despite him seeming calm on the outside, his old wounds are freshly bleeding & his invisible scars can inflame at any moment. sometimes his resentment flows with such volatility & unpredictability that you wonder if it will ever stop or where it came from. it may express itself as harbouring self-contempt for his choices, his life, his body, or everything at once. its a poisonous self-hatred, self-punishment, self-denial, self-malignant or a lack of conviction that he deserves anything worthwhile. he may self-destruct by over-consuming pleasure until it becomes poison or giving into impulsive urges that promise short-term relief at the cost of long term comfort (spending his rent money, drinking until he’s physically ill, etc). however, he may self-destruct via the opposite route, by severely self-restricting in order change something within himself or punish himself further after failure (compulsive measuring of every dose, forcing harsh lifestyle regimes on himself). however, he has tremendous stoicism & prefers to keep his worries to himself. he is the strong & silent type, constantly enduring his deepest struggles completely alone.

💝 when he’s attracted to someone he’ll take his time to get to know her. it may take him awhile to come around but once he does, he’s easy & simple to read, meaning she’ll never be left confused or have to question where she stands with him.

💝 in regards to his love life, he struggles to let go & move on. however, this attachment is not emotionally driven, it’s stubbornness & resistance.

💝 amongst all the mars signs, he is definitely the most sensual. however, in many cases to finally liberate this side of him, it took many inner battles & heroic victories, that became stories he has never spoken about.

💝 he has a ravenous sexual appetite & indulges in intimacy as a comfort measure. a positive & ongoing sex life is very important to him. if his sexual needs aren’t fulfilled his overall mindset will be negative, withdrawn & stubborn. to him, sex is like breathing air, he can’t live without it. he’s very comfortable with his body & his sexual desires. sex could potentially become his dirty little secret, which develops into him living a double life. he believes good sex equals a good rxship. consequently, his rxships are highly based on sexual & intimate compatibility. however, he still has a strong need to pleasure himself even in committed rxships (taurus is all abt self-reliance & self-sustainment).

💝 all earth signs mars have a natural tendency to separate love & sex but taurus mars is most prone to this. he tends to have difficulty abstaining from sex so if there’s no one in his life who matters to him, he is still going to look for sexual partners. sexual involvement with him does not necessarily mean that a rxship with him is underway. in this sense, more gentle types could find him too careless & direct.

💝 sex with him is slow & prolonged. he’s patient & slow to turn on, like an oven instead of a microwave. his sexual stamina is long-lasting & steady, usually taking awhile to reach climax. he has a pretty good notion abt what it takes to bring pleasure to others since he’s so in tune with his senses. however, he can be lazy in bed, expecting her to do most of the work.

💝 he may have a complicated rxship with food & food may be connected to his trauma in some way: an eating disorder, strict parents, limited finances, etc. if he wasn’t able to indulge in food during his childhood, he may use food as a source of healing in adulthood. he likely eats the same foods bc he finds security in what he knows & loves.

Turn On’s & Off’s:

💝 he craves a full sensory experience - whether it’s the feel of her skin, the taste of her lips, or the intoxicating scent of her presence. therefore, attempt to please his senses: touch, smell, hearing & taste. this can be achieved through blindfolds, candles, feathers, warmth, silk sheets, sensual sounds, etc.

💝 physical touch is especially important to him: massages, foot rubs, tender kisses, cuddles, stroking, caressing & body worship. if you deny him affection or sex for too long he will be offended asf.

💝 remember… his neck is his erogenous zone! kiss & squeeze his neck. talk into his neck. gifts him a necklace.

💝 he enjoys lovemaking on a full stomach or involving food in the bedroom (whipped cream).

💝 he’s attracted to earthy types who are stable & patient. ensure to match his calm energy & steady pace. if you‘re going to be rough or surprising ensure it’s gradual & prepare him first.

💝 typically, he’s physically attracted to older or dominant women with dark features & curvy bodies.

💝 he has a hunger to devour & be devoured.

💝 arrive baring gifts & kind words.

💝 he maybe into bum play, gigolo roleplay & mutual oral.

💝 all earth signs mars want to be comfortable with you before they sleep with you.

💝 he dislikes his lover failing to show appreciation, being incompetent & criticising him.

💝 a dirty bedroom or lack of after care can ruin the experience for him too.

💝 people who complain a lot & don’t appreciate the small simple things, people who tell them what to do, being rushed, passive aggressiveness, bad manners, disloyalty, sneakiness, bragging, lying.

Compatibility:

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[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Here's an announcement I hate making. I'm not sure how much I'll be posting during the month of December. It's possible I may miss nearly the entire month.

My health has reached a point where my MD thinks I need to live closer to the city. At the moment it takes the local volunteer fire station about 20-25 minutes to reach my address from the closest farm town in the event of a call and even longer for EMS to arrive from Fresno, if I needed that.

My blood pressure and heart rhythm medication just isn't working all that well anymore and the strain is showing on my heart ultrasounds and other tests. I've been weaker than usual this past month, from time to time it's hard for me to catch my breath and I'm exhibiting all the signs my father told me he was experiencing before his heart attack and death in '95. So I'm searching for a place in town for myself (and Jake if he decides to come, which he most likely will) while one of my nieces, her husband and their children will move into Jake and I's home in the country and pay us exactly the amount we owe on it from month to month so we can keep making our house payments and Jake can have a home (eventually) for himself after I'm gone. I don't know the legality of that but I'm not going to go out of my way to tell the folks I'm buying from.

Because of the requirement that renters must earn 2.5 to 3x the amount of rent on places in Fresno, the search is not going well. We qualify for places around $1100 or less and nearly everything is already taken, has a months (if not year) long wait list, is in an absolutely awful neighborhood or rents for significantly more than we qualify for. I'm praying the Lord helps me get an apartment I actually lived in as a high school kid (so did Jake, he was still in diapers), which I saw available at $950 per month. I emailed the property management place Wednesday and they haven't gotten back to me, so I'll call in the morning. Not only do I know the neighborhood very well, the largest hospital in Fresno with an award winning cardiac unit is only 3 blocks away and visible from the front porch.

I'm not happy about moving back into the city. But the situation is what it is. The move will limit me to only visiting Tumblr on my phone until we can get the Net up wherever the Lord leads us. But the moment we're settled in and the Internet is going, I'm going to be back full strength, posting like crazy until it's time for me to run a little bit ahead of you folks and tell the Lord what wonderful people you all are.

God bless.

[annieqattheperipheral]

hockey according to Johnny Hockey. the crazy stats, awards and achievements. never underestimate.

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He was 5-foot-6, 137 pounds when the Calgary Flames selected him in the fourth round (No. 104) in the 2011 NHL Draft. Among the 211 players taken that year, he was tied for the shortest. He was the lightest by 13 pounds.

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His coach -- Jim Montgomery, then of Dubuque of the United States Hockey League, now of the Boston Bruins -- told the Calgary Herald after the draft that it was “a brave pick.”

Gaudreau told the newspaper that his team had allowed fans to watch tryouts the previous year.

“My mom was sitting in the stands behind these two older guys who thought they knew a whole bunch about hockey,” Gaudreau said then. “They were like, ‘Ah, look at that little kid! He’s never going to make it!’ And my mom was getting so mad.”

Even last season, his 11th in the NHL, Gaudreau, all grown up, was all of 5-9, 163. Among the 1,022 players who appeared in the League, only 15 were shorter. Only five were lighter.

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Gaudreau was the USHL rookie of the year and helped Dubuque win the Clark Cup in 2010-11. The next season, he led NCAA freshmen with 44 points (21 goals, 23 assists) in 44 games, was most valuable player of the Beanpot tournament and helped Boston College win a national title.

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Gaudreau led the 2013 IIHF World Junior Championship in goals (seven in seven games) and helped the United States win gold, while leading the NCAA in points per game (1.45), helping Boston College win the Beanpot again and being named Hockey East player of the year as a sophomore.

He came back to Boston College for his junior year instead of going pro.

One of the main reasons: to play with Matthew.

Gaudreau won the Hobey Baker Award as the NCAA’s top player after leading the nation in goals (36), assists (44) and points (80) in 40 games, and he signed with Calgary the same day, April 11, 2014. Two days later, he made his NHL debut and scored on his first shot.

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Gaudreau never played a game in the minors. In 2014-15, he tied for the rookie lead with 64 points (24 goals, 40 assists) in 80 games and was a finalist for the Calder Trophy, which goes to the NHL rookie of the year. Two years later, he won the Lady Byng Trophy, which goes to the player voted to have exhibited the best type of sportsmanship, gentlemanly conduct and playing ability. He had 61 points (18 goals, 43 assists) in 72 games with only four penalty minutes.

Two years after that, he finished fourth in the voting for the Hart Trophy, which goes to the NHL most valuable player.

And three years after that, he set NHL career highs in goals (40), assists (75) and points (115) in 82 games, tying for second in the NHL in scoring and earning another fourth place in the Hart voting. He scored from a bad angle in overtime of Game 7 of the Western Conference First Round against the Dallas Stars, sending the Flames to the second round for the first time in seven years

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Gaudreau ranks fifth in Flames history in assists (399) and points (609).

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The little guy leaves a huge hole.